A perfect day, a blue-sky day, a soft-air-soft-breeze, not-so-buggy day. A wonderful day for a party.
The yard dressed up well.
And, there was cake.
And there were good friends.
And presents, of course!
There were cute little same-size boys playing Hotwheels in the back, cars leaping off the track, daddies working so hard to make it work and boys thrilled with just the attempt; there were cute little same-size girls with runny noses wandering the yard in their sing-song gait, up and down and up and down the stairs and the cellar door; new friends and old gathering and chatting at the table and the deck, a cute squishy baby to snuggle and two grandmas and an aunt to help. The sun filtered through the leaves and lit up all those little faces and we sat around and drank iced coffee and ate too many cupcakes and soaked it all in.
I love my kids' birthday parties.
And I love this boy.
He'll be 4 in just a few hours. Four years ago right now I was having a very long evening, hours that seemed so long but were but a blink in the scope of motherhood.... four years ago there was no turning back; a little baby boy was headed down a birth canal and into the world and ready to make me into a mommy, his mommy. He's tucked in upstairs in his new, big-boy loft bed and I don't know where these years have gone or how they've gone so fast but oh, it has been an amazing journey so far....
Happy Birthday, dear Jack.
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